Page 60 of Chasing Storm
Her gaze is electrifying, and I can feel the heat of it on my skin. She lowers her gaze to my cock area, and a wave of desire washes over me. I move forward, drawn in by her sultry gaze.
As I drink in her beauty, the air between us is thick with anticipation and desire. She is absolutely stunning, her curves are captivating, and her body is inviting.
I crawl closer to her, feeling the heat radiating from her. My heart beats faster as I reach out and brush the back of my hand against her soft skin, feeling the warmth of her body. I’ve shagged a lot of women, but I have never been so nervous about committing this act before. This isn’t just about getting my dick wet or appeasing a need. This is about making love to a woman I want in my future. My stomach is twisted with anxiety and eagerness to touch her.
She leans in, her lips inches away from mine. I inhale her sweet, fresh cherry perfume, and a tingle runs through my body as I look into her eyes. The energy pings between us. I want to feel her lips against mine.
With a sense of urgency, I flick the button on my jeans, desperate for the feel of her hands on my skin, wrapped around my cock. She reaches out to explore my body slowly. I rasp as her hands move over me, skimming over my abs and up my chest, her fingers tracing circles along my collarbone.
I feel myself melting into her. Her hands move lower, and I groan as I grow harder and harder with each touch. I want more; I want to feel every inch of her. I become lost in her as I surrender to her will.
Moving my lips towards hers, I kiss her deeply. Her tongue explores my mouth eagerly, tasting me as she presses closer to me. Growing dizzy with pleasure, I explore her depths. Our kiss seems to last forever, and I fall deeper and deeper under her spell.
She moves her hands to my waist and pulls me closer, pushing against me as she traces my body with her feather-light touch. I can scent her arousal, as well as my own. I need to feel her body against mine.
Surprising me, Storm leans in and bites my bottom lip, her teeth grazing my skin. I grunt, my cock twitching in pleasure, my heart beating faster.
Grabbing a condom out of my pocket, I strip off my jeans quickly and return to her soft embrace, claiming her mouth with mine as I reach up to cup her breasts and squeeze her nipples in the crook of my thumb. She moans softly into my mouth, lying back so I can mount her. I can’t wait another second. I need to feel my cock slide into her. Ripping open the condom, I roll it onto my cock as she watches me closely.
“I’m on the pill, just so you know.”
“Good to know. I always wear a condom.”
“Every time?” she asks curiously.
“Every single time. Safety first.”
She considers my words carefully. “Me too. JP…”
“What is it?” If she backs out now, I’m going to cry openly like a baby in front of her and have no shame in doing so.
“I want you.” Her simple words are enough for me to fall onto her when she opens her legs wide, inviting me to drive my hard-as-iron cock into her sweet pussy. I let out a low growl and accept the invitation as she responds with a moan that sends a thrill up my spine. It’s possessive and exciting, showing me that I’m hers and she is mine.
I lend a thought to my friends, but I know they wouldn’t begrudge me this time with her, as I wouldn’t with them. We will all come together when the timing is right. This is how Storm wants it, and that’s just fine by me.
We move together, our bodies intertwined in a passionate embrace. It is exhilarating and beyond anything I have experienced before. If I didn’t already know she was my soulmate, this love-making would’ve convinced me. My desire grows more and more intense, as does her arousal. She arches her back and coats me with juices, verging on a climax that is going to grip my cock with the force of a woman desperate to be claimed. I want to feel her for real more than I have ever wanted anything before.
She screams my name, gushing all over my cock as she comes intensely. I groan when her pussy clutches me just as I knew it would. I continue to pump into her, slamming against her hips deeper, faster, with more intensity than I thought possible.
“Fuck!” I roar. “Storm!”
“JP,” she screams, shuddering underneath me as her climax tears through her body. “Yes!”
I grunt, shooting my load into the condom, wishing with everything I was flooding her body with my cum.
Soon.
I know in my heart that it will happen. She will accept us as we are, faults and all, and we will worship her until the end of time. I know it. And I think she knows it too.
But I still need to tell her the thing that has been weighing on me…but not yet. I don’t want anything to ruin this moment.
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Ilie beside JP in my bed, his skin against mine, feeling peaceful and tranquil in the afterglow of our lovemaking. His body heat is warming my skin, the solidness of his chest pressing against my cheek, and the weight of his arm around my waist is comforting and gives me a sense of feeling safe in his arms. His scent is an intoxicatingly sweet torture that I want to taste.
The feeling of blissful contentment that had overwhelmed me during our lovemaking still lingers in my body. His passionate embrace has coaxed out a desire I have never known before. I want more of him, more of this feeling. I want to explore his body and soul even deeper and find out what else we have to discover between us.
